The Actress is My Favorite

Her fair body was suddenly exposed in the air. Xia Shutong was very thin, and her waistline was clearly visible. Under the warm light of the hotel, it was tinged with an ambiguous brilliance. Especially the looming shadow at the waist seems to be inviting people to explore and touch.

And then...the legs.

The drunk Xia Shutong didn't mind, but Yun Feiwu's cheeks gradually turned crimson.

Speaking of which, in the past few years since they grew up, they have met less than double digits a year, so every time they meet, they are almost doing something... well, what adults should do.

And when they first got together, Xia Shutong was always shy, so Yun Feiwu often did things like this after getting her drunk. And in my memory, Xia Shutong was always particularly enthusiastic when he was drunk.

So now, Yun Feiwu can't help but think too much.

Xia Shutong felt Yun Feiwu's pause, turned her head in confusion, and poked the side of her face with her finger: "Hey... Maomao, why are you blushing? Have you been drinking too?"

After saying that, he even leaned in front of Yun Feiwu and took a sniff.

The soft breath tickled Yun Feiwu's chin.

"I didn't drink." Yun Feiwu casually grabbed the bath towel on the bed and wrapped it around her, then put his arm around her shoulders and said softly, "Ruanruan, shall we take a bath?"

In the past, when Xia Shutong was drunk, she was still as obedient as she is now, and she would do whatever Yun Feiwu said. But Yun Feiwu could feel that although Xia Shutong remembered her at this time, there was still something missing.

Maybe Xia Shutong didn't remember Yun Feiwu at all, but maybe he had a vague impression in his subconscious after being drunk.

Compared with the drunken appearance before losing her memory, Xia Shutong now looks more like a child. She subconsciously listens to whoever she is close to.

So if something happens with Xia Shutong now...it would be taking advantage of others' danger.

Yun Feiwu suppressed her desire to get closer, coaxed Xia Shutong into the bathroom, put the water on, and let Xia Shutong sit in the bathtub first. Take off your clothes before walking in.

Under the mist in the bathroom, Yun Feiwu could vaguely see Xia Shutong tilting her head and looking at her blankly. At first glance, she looked like an innocent child, but if you look closely, you can see endless confusion.

Yun Feiwu's heart skipped a beat. She almost thought that Xia Shutong had sobered up from the wine and that Xia Shutong no longer remembered who she was.

Fortunately, as soon as she stepped into the water, Xia Shutong held her hand and leaned close to her obediently.

"Ruanruan, sit down and don't move. I'll wash your hair."

Yun Feiwu sat behind Xia Shutong, squeezed some shampoo and put it on her head.

Seeing Xia Shutong's obedient look, Yun Feiwu was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows curved, and the smile in his gray eyes shone like stars.

Who would have thought that Xia Shutong, who was so fierce outside, could have such a soft side?

No one knows, except her.

At this time, Yun Feiwu's face finally had a hint of liveliness that a girl in her early twenties should have, instead of the aloof and cold wolf in other people's eyes.

After the two of them took a shower and dried their hair, it was already early in the morning. Xia Shutong was so sleepy that she lay limply on Yun Feiwu's back and was carried out of the bathroom by her.

But after getting to bed, Xia Shutong regained his energy. He picked up the phone in a daze and said to himself: "I still have to send a message to Xiaoqian... I will get up early tomorrow and go back to Haicheng..."

You are all so drunk, do you still remember Qian Lingling?

Yun Feiwu felt sour in his heart and couldn't help but hold Xia Shutong's hand: "Ruanruan, are you going back to Haicheng tomorrow?"

"Yes, grandpa called me back to discuss business." Xia Shutong held Yun Feiwu's hand back and blinked in confusion.

The two hands are held together, and the fingers are interlocked naturally.

Xia Shutong's hands were very warm, and the warmth seemed to flow slowly along her fingers into Yun Feiwu's fingertips, and then flowed into her heart.

Yun Feiwu moved closer to Xia Shutong little by little, with an uncontrollable nervousness in his eyes.

"Ruanruan... what is the relationship between Qian Linling and you?" Yun Feiwu paused and added softly, "I mean, to you, who is she to you?"

"Eh?" Xia Shutong thought for a moment in confusion, and finally nodded firmly: "Female Goose!"

Yun Feiwu: "Huh?"

The drunk Xia Shutong was like a child, and the words he spoke were obviously the truest thoughts in his subconscious.

However, after all, it’s too weird to think of your personal secretary as your daughter or something, right?

If you think about it more carefully, although Qian Linling is not too young, she is indeed petite and cute. It is probably not strange that she would evoke Xia Shutong's motherly love...

…Okay, it’s still weird.

Yun Feiwu asked again: "What about me? What am I to you?"

"Maomao..." This time, Xia Shutong was even more confused.

After a long time, she murmured: "...Sister."

Yun Feiwu felt a sudden pain in her heart, and the hands intertwined with Xia Shutong's hands unconsciously tightened.

younger sister?

The sisters who went to bed together and slept together to get the marriage certificate?

"Xia Ruan, you..." Yun Feiwu leaned towards Xia Shutong without even noticing it. His hand suddenly released and moved little by little to Xia Shutong's neck.

Suddenly Xia Shutong was pressed under him.

Then she raised her eyebrows and her voice became frivolous: "Sister, sister?"